Davian Holy Grail War

After being beaten for so long last night, I always felt that I had tried my best to be able to stand today.

"Alright, alright, stand up straight. If you can't handle this, you might burst into tears."

Merlin looked at Davian who picked up the Dark Sword and continued to teach him other sword techniques. As a great magician who served many generations of kings, he had seen and learned too many sword techniques.

One can only hope that Davian can absorb all of this next.

During the day, he would practice swordsmanship like this. Lunch and dinner would consist of wyvern meat, bread, beer, and a certain amount of vegetables.

Davian swallowed all the food along with the sword practice during the day, and he didn't waste any of it. Rather, he was grateful that Merlin could provide him with such meals every time.

After all, this was the fifth century, a time when most people could not get enough to eat. Just by listening to Merlin's narration, Davian could guess what kind of life many people of that era led.

In short, in such a difficult time to survive, even though Merlin had some intentions towards him, he did not just throw him out to fend for himself, but also provided him with food, clothing, shelter and transportation. These alone were enough for Davian to be grateful to Merlin.

At night, after falling asleep, it was the same as before. In his dream, Artorius fought him again. Although it was only a day later, today, Davian blocked Artorius for ten rounds.

You know, in the three hours yesterday, he didn't hold off Altoris for more than ten rounds. Today's first fight was already a big improvement for him.

"You're really working hard. If you keep going like this, maybe in less than half a year, you'll be able to compete with me."

Altoris smiled as he picked up the dark sword on the ground and returned it to Davian. This guy is really talented in this area. He only managed to block three rounds yesterday, but today he can block ten rounds. If he continues like this, it won't be difficult for him to surpass himself.

He couldn't help but think that he had picked up the sword at the age of five. Now seven years have passed, and he has finally mastered his swordsmanship to this level.

But the man in front of him, who he estimated would be able to be on par with him in less than half a year? Is the gap between people so big? This made him doubt his own ability.

Merlin, who was standing by, saw what he was thinking, patted his shoulder and said comfortingly:

"You two have different duties. One day in the future, he will charge into battle for you and bring you countless victories. His name will also resound throughout Great Britain. He will become the most glorious knight under your command and your right-hand man."

What he said was natural and majestic. Davian on the side was immediately dumbfounded, right? The so-called future king? Could it be that...

However, Merlin shook his head slightly, signaling him not to say anything. Davian immediately closed his opened mouth. Is this child the future King Arthur? real or fake? Is this the king he will serve in the future according to the agreement he made with Merlin?

"Even if you have guessed his identity in your heart, please don't say it out loud. Now is not the time.

All over Britain, the king's men are frantically searching for his location. Even if this is your dream world, you can't take it lightly. Can I trouble you, David? "

Merlin's words made Davian realize how bad the current situation was. Fortunately, he was able to hide it for so many years. The pressure on Artorius must be unimaginable.

"I understand, I will keep the secret until the day Merlin thinks the time has come." Davian nodded, placing everything on the day when the secret will be revealed in the future.

"Oh, by the way, I haven't told you yet, the day of the king selection."

Merlin began to tell Davian the prophecy he had made, and Davian couldn't help but nodded after listening to it.

This is like the divine right of kings in history books. Europeans like to play this game. Later, the king's power and divine right started to compete with each other, which is probably their fine tradition.

"So before that day comes, you just need to polish yourself well. There are still four years until the day of choosing the king. I will teach you everything about knighthood in three years.

And you can spend the rest of the year traveling around Britain. See what Britain is like and whether you are willing to fight for it. I look forward to your story, it will surely be a good one. "

"Wait, wait!" Davian quickly reached out to interrupt him.

"Merlin, aren't you afraid that I'll learn everything from you and work for someone else? Or that I'll just run away to somewhere else, like France, or somewhere else.

I even found a way to go back, and I just ignored this broken agreement and went back to my own era. I'm not sure about my own resistance, maybe beauty and wealth will make me run away?

You may not know that there are many people like this in my history. When they get beauty and wealth, betrayal comes easily. We have only known each other for two days. "

After hearing what Davian said, Merlin burst into laughter.

“In fact, I am very curious, is there really wealth in this era that can impress you?

Even if it is gold and silver, it is people who give them value, but what can this value be exchanged for?

Food and drink? Sorry, there's not much in this barren land.

As for other places, sailing in this era will make you despair.

Of course, as for swearing allegiance to someone else... you'll understand once you visit Britain.

You will choose him, just as I chose you. As for beauty... forget it, you will understand later."

Even if it was just a spur of the moment move, Merlin saw him falling and rushed over to rescue him.

At that moment, Merlin decided to train this sword-wielding boy into an excellent knight and hand him over to Artorius.

This was his gift to Artorius, and it was the most appropriate gift. In the future, the Knights of the Round Table would have such a dark knight.

Chapter 6 The brave young man goes to change the world

In this dream world, Davian and Artorius in front of him have fought countless times.

The two of them didn't know how long they fought this time. In this dream, there would be no problem with physical strength. As long as one side was not knocked down, they could fight forever.

However, this time, David's powerful upward strike knocked the golden sword out of Artorius' hand.

This was Davian's first victory. For the first time in three years, he knocked the sword out of Artorius' hand and achieved the victory he had always wanted.

However, he did not show any ecstasy at this moment.

"Oh, I never thought that you could surpass me after three years of hard training. I also didn't slack off in my sword training. But you still surpassed me in the end. I really can't accept it."

Altoris had only a wry smile on his face. He had lost the fight like this. He had never expected that Merlin had found a treasure.

"It was a bit of luck. If you had used your full strength, I would definitely not have been able to defeat you. That...what was that, ah, releasing magic power, right?

Just by slightly improving your physical fitness level, you can surpass ordinary people like me. This is really an enviable ability. "

Merlin had taught him a lot in the past three years, and he also knew that some people in this world were different. They were born with very powerful magic circuits.

Even if he didn't use it to practice magic, using that magic power simply to strengthen his body would be something that ordinary people like him could never achieve.

Artorius smiled and said:

"That's cheating. Apart from giving you an idea and impression at the beginning, the magic I released later was just to make me and you equal. After all, you are older than me. If I don't improve a little, I can't catch up with you."

Speaking of this, Davian looked at Artorius's face, which was young but handsome enough.

Should we say that he is worthy of being a hero who left behind a legend? Although he hasn't grown up yet, this guy will definitely be a girl killer in the future. I wonder how many ladies and girls will fall for this handsome face.

"Come to think of it, you're leaving tomorrow too." Artorius thought of this, and since the three years were up, it was time for Davian to leave the castle where he had been staying.

He should also go out alone to see what is on this land and what he should do.

"Well, Merlin said this is a necessary wilderness survival experience. How can you be a knight without taking risks? The wyvern has almost eaten enough, so it's time to go out and find something else to eat."

Three years! Three whole years, eating dragon wings every day, black bread and ale every day, is this a life for a human being? At least I should go out and find something else to eat, to improve my taste.

The two were just joking around like this when Merlin arrived. He had been very busy recently, and Davian had rarely seen him.

But Davian had no idea what he was busy with. Merlin wouldn't tell him, and he wouldn't ask.

There was no point in asking, Merlin's affairs were not something he could interfere with.

"Hey, you two. You seem to be in a good mood. Did you talk about something happy? Why don't you tell me and make me happy."

Merlin still had that smile on his face that showed he was at ease with everything, as if nothing in this world could stump him. Although in fact, that was true, he could even make the Holy Grail, so what else could stump him?

The only key is whether he wants to do it or not.

"Nothing much, I was just thinking about the departure day tomorrow. Three years really went by very quickly, Merlin, thank you for your care."

Davian bowed to Merlin to express his gratitude. This was one of the few ways he could express his gratitude. In the past three years, Merlin had really taught him a lot of useful knowledge.

But Merlin just smiled and waved his hand, indicating that he didn't have to do this.

"This is nothing. After all, this is the agreement between you and me. I will train you, and you will fight for our future king.

We both understood the situation and have come to where we are today, right? You must work hard, Davian."

In fact, this was just Merlin's general words. As a person who can speculate the future based on the present, he has already seen the general idea of ​​the future.

However, some things need to be said. Even if the ending of the story is already determined, the feelings and experiences of everyone involved will change.

It was precisely in order to see those beautiful things that I agreed to King Uther's plan.

"Ah, come to think of it, you're leaving tomorrow. I can't think of anything to prepare for you, so here it is.

After all, I have taught you the skills, and you have the holy sword. As for learning how to be a good person, let the world teach you. I can't teach you that."

Merlin smiled, completely shirking his final responsibility. But it was true that how could an inhuman being teach humans how to be human?

"I wasn't looking forward to those things in the first place. But this holy sword..." Davian looked at the dark sword in his hand. It changed from a prop weapon to a real thing. It seemed weird no matter how he thought about it.

This is the original holy sword created by Victor to protect the world, and it has a lot of exaggerated abilities. How did it end up in his hands?

He took out the fantasy book of the evil flying dragon again. This was the only book the sword gave him. However, there was another book, the book of the evil king flying dragon.

The book did not come into his hands. Now in this world, can he create another fantasy book to further unleash the power of this holy sword?

What made him even more frustrated was that it had been three years since he got the sword, but he had never used the power of the sword once.

Unable to transform and unable to see the future, the sword in his hand is now just a simple sword.

Davian could neither unleash the power of the sword nor throw it away. It was tasteless to eat, but a pity to throw it away. This was probably the situation now.

"Some things require timing. Before the destined fate comes, you just need to wait. Once it comes into your hands, it will naturally give you power."

Merlin said this to comfort him, saying that the time was just not right and it was really not a problem.

Merlin could also see the power contained in this holy sword. As long as he had this sword, even if Davian was just an ordinary man, he would be able to rival the extraordinary Knights of the Round Table in the future.

Davian nodded and accepted Merlin's comfort. Then Merlin clapped his hands to end the dream.

"Okay, let's stop here for today. Both sides should go to sleep well. Tomorrow will be a new day, Davian, use your own eyes to see this land clearly. In the end, what step you will take, I am looking forward to it."

Artorius and Davian nodded together, and both closed their eyes at the same time. They disappeared from this dream world, and the future was waiting for them.

In this dark age, they must do something to try to change everything.

Chapter 7 Departure

On the second day, David got up early, washed up, packed his clothes, luggage and made his bed.

He looked at this simple bed with some feeling. After all, he had slept on it for three years and had become accustomed to it.

It's a bit hard to let go of me in such a short time.

"Be careful on the road. Don't die before the day of the king selection, or I will have wasted three years of my efforts."

Merlin laughed and sent him out of the castle, and the two would part ways until they met again in the future.

"Don't worry. When that day comes, I will definitely still be alive. When he raises his army to rebel, no matter how far away we are, I will rush over immediately. This is our agreement, and I will never break my promise."

After saying this, Davian turned around and waved to Merlin, signaling him to go back. The next step would be his, Davian's, journey.

Merlin smiled, turned into petals and disappeared here, and Davian also strode forward.

What kind of place is Britain, and what do those rulers do here? He wants to find out with his own eyes.

"Let's start. Everyone is ready to take action. Merlin, thank you for doing all this for my willfulness."

King Uther sat on his broken throne for the last time. He was tired and it was time to rest.

"Ah, yes, King Uther. Although it is also out of my own interest, this cannot be called your willfulness.

Everyone wants to continue Britain and have a brighter future. You just did everything you should do. As for the rest, leave it to them who have already embarked on the road to the future. "

"Yes, you are right... My daughter, Altria Pendragon. May light and glory shine upon you, even if it is only a little, and may you be bathed in light and love. I will bear all the responsibilities of the old times, so I hope that your story will be filled with blessings."

After King Uther said these last words, he slowly closed his eyes.

Merlin slowly walked to his side and waved his long sleeves to cover King Uther's body. When he moved the long sleeves away, King Uther's body had disappeared.

This was the last thing Merlin did for the former king.

"Farewell, King Uther. In any case, I have received your story and your wish. Although Britain's future has been cut off, what you desire will surely come true."

Merlin said, and he also turned into petals and disappeared. He had things he wanted to do, and whether it was the future of Altria, the future of Davian, or the future of the other Knights of the Round Table, he would witness it to the end.

Davian, who had already embarked on the journey, naturally knew nothing about all this.

In the three years since he came here, the only people he had seen were Merlin and Artorius. King Uther had always kept himself well hidden, and Davian had never seen him once.

Of course, King Uther didn't want to see him. If he wanted to show favor, it would be better to let the future King Arthur do it, that's what he thought.

So from beginning to end he just watched Davian's training and observed his growth, until he was sure that what Merlin said was correct, and then he stopped caring about the matter.

"I said I was going on a journey, but where on earth should I go now?"

Not long after he walked, Davian was in a dilemma. Where should he go now? And what should he do? If he just kept walking forward, then when would he stop?